Living in a mountain village has its perks; at least the water is sweet, and there's no need to worry about pesticides in the vegetables.
"Auntie, it's surprising you majored in agriculture. In summer, we shouldn't eat leafy vegetables; they're all sprayed with chemicals." Xiao Xian picked up a piece of bottle gourd with her chopsticks and placed it in Zhuo Feng's bowl. The plate of toon was full of lush leaves without a single insect bite, making one wonder how much pesticide had been sprayed on it.
"Tsk, you and your uncle think just alike. Every time I ask Grandma and Grandpa to bring duck tongues and necks from Wenzhou, you munch on them happily until he starts talking about how they're full of lymph and cause cancer." Zhuo Feng was really at a loss with her niece's sharp tongue. Still, Xiao Xian obediently ate her meal, finishing most of the rice with the gourd and spare ribs.
